Quotes About Joy

A teacher says "I am sowing the seeds of revolution." At that time we cannot imagine how powerful the teacher is, but he certainly derives joy by fulfilling his duty.

Humor is mankind's greatest blessing.

Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy you must have somebody to divide it with.

The secret source of humor is not joy but sorrow; there is no humor in heaven.

Against the assault of laughter, nothing can stand.

The source of all humor is not laughter, but sorrow.

Find a job you enjoy doing, and you will never have to work a day in your life.

Give every day the chance to become the most beautiful day of your life.

Get a bicycle. You will not regret it, if you live.

He was sunshine most always-I mean he made it seem like good weather.

How little a thing can make us happy when we feel that we have earned it.

Humor is the great thing, the saving thing. The minute it crops up, all our irritations and resentments slip away and a sunny spirit takes their place.

Whoever is happy will make others happy too.

Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.

The secret of success is making your vocation your vacation.

Everything human is pathetic. The secret source of humor itself is not joy, but sorrow. There is no humor in Heaven.

You know that kind of quiver that trembles around through you when you are seeing something so strange and enchanting and wonderful that it is just a fearful joy to be alive and look at it; and you know how you gaze, and your lips turn dry and your breath comes short, but you wouldn't be anywhere but there, not for the world.

Never regret anything that made you smile

I'm so happy I could scalp somebody. (Said after he got married)

You gwyne to have considerable trouble in yo' life, en considerable joy. Sometimes you gwyne to git hurt, en sometimes you gwyne to git sick; but every time you's gwyne to git well agin.

In both instances [a car coming out of the Himalayas and tobogganning] the sensation was pleasurable--intensely so; it was a sudden and immense exaltation, a mixed ecstasy of deadly fright and unimaginable joy. I believe that this combination makes the perfection of human delight.

She said all a body would have to do there [Heaven] was to go around all day long with a harp and sing, forever and ever.

Being in love is like getting back to childhood. You're just happy for no reasons at all.

SATURDAY morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and